" Bernice announced as her fingers probed then emerged glistening into the night air.Queenie saw a man approaching, "Ask if he want's business." Queen...e ordered."No!" Miranda cried."You looking mate?" Queenie shouted, but the man scuttled away."How much are you charging please?" a voice asked from the shadows. A slightly accented voice, Asian, Pakistani perhaps"She charges Twenty for straight." Queenie replied."That sounds fair, is there somewhere we can go?" he asked."Down the alley." Queenie. He came to King's Landing victorious already, even though all those fancy titles would not stay with him for long. A grain of sadness resonated in his mood about that - he somehow had liked the whole idea of an independent Kingdom, even though he know it was vanity. A good leader must protect his people and his country, not hunt after glory and renown, he almost heard his late father's voice in his head. Eddard Stark had not only been a great leader, but also a great father, and Robb was. Decker replied. "Of course." I tensed, and earned a sharp pinch on one of my cheeks. Mr. Decker's tone was reproving. "Richard is a guest, slut, and I expect you to treat him with respect and courtesy. Tell him that he's welcome to explore your ass."I swallowed hard. "Sir, you are welcome to use my ass as you see fit." That's a good girl. Go ahead, Richard. She's all yours." A moment later I felt something warm and wet around my hole, and it took a second for me to realize that it was a tongue.. Strange. I don't know what is wrong with me. And you're right; I can't see how I could be sick. I have, generally, the same feelings I had when I was alive, though, minus a few things like a body, for instance," she sarcastically said."We all love you," Carla said. "All we can give you is our love. Well, unless we're making love, then we can share our orgasms with you," she chuckled."Can you describe it to us?" Fred said aloud for the benefit of the others."I don't know. It's like ... maybe you.